Thursday, January 31, 2013

Autumn Comments

Rating: 5.0

The colour orange
has become the new black
graces the pavements
adorns stark cul de sacs.
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Barbara Nixon
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Daniel Brick 14 September 2016

You wrote this poem a long time ago, but that is irrelevant because poems about the seasons are always N-O-W, in the moment. Your stanzas are a procession of essentials of the season: 1 - the centrality of the color orange, 2 - sunshine giving way to cold winds,3 - birds flocking preparatory to flight,4 - fiery fallen leaves outside/ fiery flames inside. Final Impression: this is the season which is often elusive, hides in winds of early winter, then reappears briefly as an Indian summer, and is now preserved and archived in Barb's poem.

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Francie Lynch 06 March 2014

Got me with: For the flyers a have... breeze. Rhythm is perfect here. Season poems are always a good write.

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V P Mahur 05 March 2014

Dear Barb A picturesque description of Autumn. nice lines. Thanks I invite you to read my poems and leave some comments.

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Md Elias Uddin 01 March 2014

what a poem! brilliant! liked it very much.

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Owain Glyn 10 February 2013

Autumn is probably the prettiest of the seasons, calm and tranquil, like the autumn of life.

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Marilyn Lott 31 January 2013

Very pretty poem. I love autumn!

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Dave Walker 31 January 2013

A beautiful poem, like it.

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Barbara Nixon

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